The next day, Chen Mu specially found a villa for Zhang Awei.

Very good location.

The grass on both sides is separated by the green grass, and there are several old trees with lush flowers and leaves standing in front of the door. The breeze is coming, which makes people feel refreshed.

It is at least half an hour away from Meng Yanqing's yard.

Chen Mu really made Zhang Awei quarantine not just for having an affair with Meng Yanqing.

First of all, it seems that the people behind the scenes have set their sights on Zhang Awei, but have not taken any action yet, which shows that he has a deeper plan.

Secondly, Chen Mu planned to use Zhang Awei as bait.

After moving Zhang Awei to a small courtyard elsewhere, Chen Mu arranged for Wenmingren and Qi Delong to live together.

At the same time, Wang Fafa sent someone to stare at him secretly.

Once the enemy has any movement, even if these people cannot become a climate, at least they can cause trouble.

"Actually, the clues are already very clear."

Chen Mu sorted out the information he summarized and said to Heiling of Zhuquetang. "The purpose of the people behind the scenes robbing the 'thing beyond the sky' is to change their gender.

Although I don’t understand why I did this, judging from the situation we have mastered, the conspiracy has obviously been laid out for a long time, so the identity of the person behind the scenes is definitely not low, and it is very special.

In addition, the White Emperor's Holy Sword Ji Wuming is very likely not to die.

His plan to fake death does not seem to be targeting us, but blinding the people behind the scenes.

From this I infer that their gangs are all hiding ulterior motives. Although their purpose is the same, everyone has their own abacus in their hearts.

Third, they definitely have a way to enter the altar on the day of the sacrificial ceremony.

So I hope that by then, the Nether Guard can enter the altar to protect it earlier, perhaps—”

"This is impossible!"

Hei Ling shook her head and interrupted him. "The altar is the royal forbidden area, and the underworld guards cannot enter, and the outside is extremely tightly protected. I don't believe they can enter."

Chen Mu had to settle for the second best: "Then can you tell Lord Zhuque to send more experts in the temple hall?"

"good."

Hei Ling nodded.

In fact, there are many masters in the palace. If someone trespasses into temples or altars, it is completely equivalent to dying.

She really doesn't believe that anyone can break into the altar.

In the afternoon, Wang Fafa finally brought news about "Yan Ji".

Yanji Pastry Shop is a shop located at the entrance of Laoliu Lane in the west area of ​​the outer city. It is located in a very remote location and has fewer passenger flows on weekdays.

Almost all the foreign yamen were dispatched to find this place after Liuzhanmen.

The shop owner is a middle-aged woman in her forties.

With ordinary appearance and years of hard work, several crow's feet vaguely visible on the corner of her eyes, she looked like an ordinary honest woman.

According to the investigation, the woman has been running a pastry shop on this street for six years.

The family background is innocent and there is no problem.

…

In the shop, the boss's wife looked at the young and handsome detective in front of her in a hurry, and her hands were nervously clinging to a corner from time to time.

The constables outside the door made her heart beat even harder, and she didn't know what was going on.

"Five days ago, someone bought pastries from you. He was a man."

Chen Mu looked at the red packaging paper with the words "Yan Ji" written in his hand, looked up at the uneasy woman in front of him, and asked softly: "Do you still have an impression?"

"man?"

Chen Mu's face made the boss's wife shook her mind, and then she smiled bitterly:

"Sir, although our small shop does not have many customers, there are about twenty customers every day. How do you impress me?"

"You have been the boss lady for so long and have seen many customers, at least you still have some gazes."

Chen Mu smiled, his voice still very gentle. "On ordinary farmer, scholar of temperament, wealthy people, plain clothes and officials... It is very easy to distinguish for you. At least there are some people who impress you, right?"

Listening to Chen Mu's words, the boss's wife showed a hint of slightness: "You said that, but..."

"Think carefully."

Chen Mu crossed his legs, put the red wrapping paper in his hand on his legs, and said lightly. "I don't have to worry about how much I can remember, wait."

The boss's wife had no choice but to recall it hard.

After a long time, it seemed that a memory was stuffed into the boss's mind. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "I have a little impression of someone."

Chen Mu smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you remember this? Tell me, what kind of person is it?"

"It's indeed a man, not very tall, probably a little shorter than you." The proprietress reached out and gestured. "But I forgot about his appearance."

"Forgot? Did he mask?"

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know this, I just can't remember it. I obviously have an impression, but if I think about it, I feel a fog on my face. In short, I really can't remember it."

The boss lady said helplessly.

Chen Mu frowned slightly: "Then why do you have an impression of him?"

The boss lady said, "At that time, he bought a box of pastries at my store, and then when he left, he accidentally fell down something, but I chased him."

"Do you remember anything?"

"A letter."

"Does it have an impression on what is written in the letter?"

"I don't remember this." The proprietress shook her head and squeezed out a smile. "That situation, I will forget even after looking back."

Chen Mu gently tapped his arm with his fingertips.

He glanced at the bleak streets outside and the hurried pedestrians, and said lightly: "Where have you chased me?"

"A little further away, just around the corner of the street in front of you." The proprietress pointed outside the door.

"Take us there." Chen Mu stood up.

The boss's wife hurriedly led the way.

The location is indeed not far away, and it is about 200 meters away from the store. There are some old houses around it, and several of them are vacant.

The boss lady pointed to the right corner of the street: "He left very quickly, I'm here to send the letter to him."

"Are you sure it's the direction?"

"Of course sure."

The proprietress nodded.

Chen Mu hugged his hands in front of his chest and looked at it carefully.

This area is very desolate, with yellow and decaying weeds everywhere, some dilapidated walls of the courtyards are half-collapsed, and rubble is everywhere.

If the other party walked from here at that time, it would be a dead end.

In other words, his destination is probably a house somewhere, maybe he met someone, or maybe he was doing something?

Chen Mu signaled the boss's wife to go back, and he slowly checked around.

Time passes gradually.

Until Chen Mu came to a small courtyard with a slightly open gate, he stopped and walked forward, and saw signs of door stakes pulling on the ground.

“Encircle the entire yard.”

Chen Mu's eyes were burning and he made a gesture to Wang Fafa.

The detectives quickly dispersed.

Chen Mu did not enter through the main entrance, but climbed over the wall and entered. Mottled moss grew between the wet bricks and stones, emitting wild fragrance.

The courtyard is just an ordinary farmer's house.

It has been abandoned for a long time.

There are only five rooms in total, and they are dilapidated.

Chen Mu took out the shark-toothed sword and carefully swept through several dilapidated houses. Finally, his eyes fixed on a small house that was closest to the earthen wall.

There are obvious signs of cleaning in front of the door outside the house.

Chen Mu let out a light breath and walked closer to the hut step by step. There was no movement inside. The air around him was a little wet.

Chen Mu reached out and pushed the door open.

The dense spider silk sticks to the corners, and the dim sky light clearly reflects the fine dust floating in the sky...
To be continued...